“You would be correct,” Ember said. “Do you think you can manage more tonight?”
“Oh, I know I can,” Zander said. His voice was becoming shakier as his organ grew harder still. It needed to be set free so badly… he wanted to just be released inside of her again. Ever since last night he hadn’t been able to think of anything else.
“I’m tempted to see for myself,” Ember said. “I think you might be all talk.”
“I think last night proved that I’m anything but talk,” Zander said.
Ember smiled widely. “Perhaps, but we need another demonstration to be sure…”
“You read my mind,” Zander replied.
Forty-five minutes later they were in his penthouse. They almost couldn’t make it off the elevator. The entire drive home Ember had flirted with him and spoken sexy things in his ear. He thought for sure that at some point he was probably going to crash the car, but he held it steady and kept his speed down, especially after Ember decided it would be a great idea to take him in her mouth.
He tried to tell her no, that they needed to wait but she would not hear of it. And in her mouth, he went. His long, had rod moving in and out of her lips falling deeply into the hot recess of her sweet mouth was enough to make him release almost instantly. She laughed as he struggled to maintain, teasing him for the majority of the ride home.
Zander almost thought she was doing this as a way to pay him back for last night and as a way of messing with him because of the flowers. He wanted to be angry at her for these shenanigans, but this type of torture felt so good he started falling even more in love with her.
Several times he felt himself getting close to climaxing and Ember would instantly know it, as if she had some kind of demented ESP and then she would pull back and not even touch him for a few minutes and then it was right back to engulfing him deeply into her hot mouth.
When he finally pulled up into the parking lot of the apartment complex he zipped up his pants and chased her all the way to the lobby where they greeted the doorman (a different one than the man that Zander usually saw) and then made their way to the elevator. Once inside Zander grabbed Ember and pushed her against the wall planting his mouth on hers. His tongue shot into her mouth instantly and began to wrestle with her own, both taking turns sucking and suckling on each other’s oral probes.
There was a small chance that on the way to the penthouse that someone else might need that particular elevator. Zander was not one for exhibitionism typically but he found the idea of being caught making out in an elevator to be somewhat liberating and exciting. In fact, he was fairly certain that they were on camera right then inside of the elevator. The security cameras were getting an eyeful tonight. He decided not to mention it to Ember. Odds were that she already knew and was using it to get herself even hotter.
They reached the penthouse and tumbled out of the elevator groping all over each other like rabid dogs. He could not remember ever being so horny. The lust filled him like some kind of a demon possession. He was barely able to operate his fingers to open the door, mostly because Ember had his package in her hand and she was rubbing it furiously up and down as fast as she could. He felt like he might burst all over her hand at any moment.
The second the door was open he took his package back from her, picked her up, closed the door behind him, and carried her into the bedroom. He did not even waste time removing the dress. The instant Ember’s body hit the bed Zander ripped her underwear off and plunged his rock-hard tool deeply into her sweet pool of pleasure. She was so wet and tight. With every thrust he felt her body pulling him deeper inside of her and sucking him back as he pulled back out a bit. Her body was grabbing him and squeezing him with a superhuman grip. It was almost painful. It was even better than last night.
He was humping her as hard and fast as he could, bucking her with every ounce of strength. Sweat was pouring down his body now, soaking through his shirt but he did not want to waste time or momentum to remove it.
Beneath him Ember’s breasts were popping out of the dress now, the entire garment becoming loose fitting around her body as he attacked her with lust and desires seemingly beyond human comprehension. His passion was totally animalistic, all chaos, and there did not seem to be an end in sight. His body was crying out for air and rest. His legs were starting to cramp, his abdominals were beginning to tighten as well. Even a man in as good of shape as he was could only go this hard, this fast for a limited amount of time.
He needed a break. Zander quickly rolled over onto his back which now placed Ember on top. She did not miss a beat adjusting her legs and riding him hard moving up and down on his thick shaft at a rapid-fire speed.
The angle he was getting now was different and very interesting. It was attacking the head of his flesh at a different vantage point and he felt he pleasure hitting his peak spots a bit differently. He would not say it was better than anything else, but it was unique and he had to say he knew he was going to climax in this position. There was nothing that was going to keep him from his final destination here that was for sure.
Ember pulled the dress down allowing her huge breasts to hang free from their chesty prison cells. They fell down into Zander’s face and began to bounce around in front of him. Oh, they were perfect. He still could say they were the best he’d ever seen. Everything about the way they were shaped, the way they felt, and even the size of the nipple was just sheer perfection.
Zander held onto Ember’s sweet hips and began to control the speed of the thrusting on top of him. She was moving so hard up and down on him that she was smacking against his sack and it was starting to hurt just a bit. With his hands, he slowly pushed back to resist the movement slightly.
But Ember was not to be deterred; she was definitely enjoying the punishment and the domination aspect to this tonight.
She began to grind up and down him as hard as she could, screaming with the pleasure as she bears down on him. He was going to blow hard any second now; he could feel it.
“I’m coming!” He shouted a second before he exploded inside of her.
Ember grabbed his hips and clamped herself down on him as he released his hot seed inside of her which then triggered her own climax a moment later.
Her eyes rolled up in her head, her body began to quake violently, and some loud guttural noises belted from her body. Ember’s body grabbed his manhood and squeezed almost like a clamp surrounding it all as she finished her climax.
A moment later she collapsed on top of him. They both lie there silently for several moments. Zander wrapped his arms around Ember and hugged her softly. Her soft, warm, sweaty body was so comforting to him. He knew without a doubt that he had a future with this woman. He was not sure exactly what kind of future, nor did he want to commit even to himself some sort of speculation about what it might entail, but he knew that the two of them belonged together.
There was no way that there was anyone else out there this screwed up, right?
He drifted off to sleep without answering his own question.
14
Ember
Ember woke up in darkness.
It wasn’t complete darkness though, as her eyes began to adjust she noticed a sliver of light shining through from what appeared to be a doorway to a room much larger than the one she usually slept in. After a moment of wondering where she was it all began to come back to her.
It was a blissful memory, one she would never forget. It might even be one that she would never really even share with anybody, no matter how much Liza pressed her for details. There were just some things that she did not want to tell anyone. It was nice to have a few things to yourself sometimes.
She started to roll over and see if Zander was sleeping but he was not there. The other side of the bed was empty. Her heart sank as she started to crawl out of the bed, fighting the sheets that were wrapped around both of her legs almost tripping her to the floor.
Ember finally managed to break free and was now standing
beside the bed looking down at it. She took several deep breaths and waited for some logical thought to take over her foggy still half asleep mind.
Where did Zander go? The first thought that instantly hit her was that he just took off. But then again, this was his place. So sooner or later he was going to come back.
She ran her hands through her hair and then hugged herself, suddenly feeling a bit chilly under the onslaught of the powerful air conditioning.
It was then that she began to hear the voice from the other room. At first it sounded like it might have been the television.
But as she held her breath and quieted everything else around her she began to make out Zander’s voice. He was on the phone with someone and he sounded like he was trying to keep his voice down.
15
Ember
Ember felt strange about eaves dropping, but for some reason she did not turn away from the door. Instead she moved quietly towards it until she was able to rest her ear right against it and hear with perfect clarity what Zander was talking about. She imagined it was probably business but wasn’t it a bit early, even for him? Glancing across the room, the bright red digital display of the clock on his bedside table (who had an alarm clock anymore?) shone brightly in the darkness reading 5:15 A.M.
She’d slept all night there. It was nice being with someone for a change. Sleeping alone was something she’d never really liked doing, even when she was a kid and had become too old to climb in bed with her parents she still longed for the time back. As an adult woman, she had only shared her bed a few times, but it had been a long time since her last relationship. She wasn’t sure exactly why.
Ember tried to shake off the thoughts that were trying their hardest to distract her from what Zander was saying. Even with her ear pressed to the door she had to hold her breath and cut through the silence to make out what he was saying.
“Yeah, that sounds right,” Zander said. “I don’t want there to be any waiting. I don’t like that. The whole process took way longer than it should have.”
Then fuzzy noise of a voice on the phone that was indecipherable to Ember. Was it a man or a woman? She couldn’t tell.
“Ok, well that is all well and good. But that doesn’t change the quality. We need to get much better with our selection. I understand they are the top of the tops, but I’ve been around the world a bit—there are even better girls out there.”
Girls? Did he say girls? What was he talking about? The club?
“Ok, well I don’t want to wait to sample that. I want to be on the ground floor of it, so to speak,” Zander said with a laugh. “I mean when it comes to that I am definitely the better judge of what constitutes quality.”
He wanted to sample the goods? Is that what he was saying? Was he really arranging a way that he would sample the women they used in the auction? No, it had to be something else, didn’t it?
Ember’s mind was racing as terrifying thoughts of betrayal threatened to rear their ugly heads. Surely, she was mistaken… but she knew what she was hearing. This was not joke, was it?
“Oh, well then you need to expand your search on that. Maybe you are just concentrating on locals, like too local. This is a big city. We need to expand the search a bit. Hell, we can even get girls from all over the country or the world for something like this if we get big enough, and who’s to say we can’t? We can take our auction to the next level and have a club in every major city. That has always been your problem Harrison. You think too small.”
Ember wanted to retreat and crawl back into bed but she forced herself to stay strong and stay right where she was. There was no turning back now. She had to find out what was going on.
“Well, if they want to do this that badly then they are going to have to play by our rules, right? It’s nice having everything coming to you for a change,” Zander said. “Club Privaat will go nationwide and then global, mark my words. You have no idea what a goldmine you have. That’s always been your problem. You won’t commit. Yeah, well maybe I won’t have to pay a hundred grand for the next one, but it was worth it. That one is so worth it. We can make so much cash off her.”
Ember swallowed hard as the tears welled up in her eyes. So, he was just all about the business after all. She was a goldmine, a cash cow. Is that really all she meant to him? It couldn’t be true. There had to be some other explanation. She was only hearing one side of the story, right?
But her mind was already made up. She’d been cheated on in the past and dumped like she was nothing more than once. It was precisely this sort of heart ache that had turned her a bit skeptical and bitter towards the dating scene to begin with. Ember did not like to talk about it much and it had taken a lot of prodding from Liza to get her to open up about any of her past, and there was still some secret pain in her past that she kept in the past. This was precisely why.
The tears were coming strong now as she tried to fight them back and began to gather her clothes. Standing in front of Zander’s full length mirror she looked at her nude body and hoped that Zander had got his money’s worth out of it.
Then she started to put her clothes on in a hurry. She hated to feel this way. She’d been used, plain and simple. Hell, she’d been used twice. How many times did Zander think he was going to be able to keep using her? He was just going to string her along until he decided that he was done and cast her aside? Was that it? Not for this girl. Twice was more than enough.
The door opened right then slowly and Zander was now standing there confused by the sight of Ember getting dressed. He flipped on the light and stepped into the room.
“What’s going on? I thought we would have some breakfast?” Zander asked.
“No, I’m not hungry,” Ember said. She stormed past him out of the bedroom and started walking down the hall towards the door.
“What’s wrong with you?”
Ember stopped and glared at him. “Gee, I don’t know. Could it be that I’ve been duped twice?”
Zander gave her a look that said he was utterly confused.
“What?”
“Oh, you’re good. You should be in movies,” Ember replied.
“Will you just talk to me? I have no idea what is going on.”
“The first time I could kind of understand. I mean it was an auction and you bought me fair and square. It was my own fault for feeling like we had a connection that was not really there. But this time I came at your beck and call. And you got what you wanted again.”
“Honey, I do care about you. Where is this coming from?” Zander asked.
He was really playing this part very well.
“You can’t keep doing this to people. Women are not disposable tissues that you can toss aside when you are done. But then again for a guy like you anything is disposable since you own the world, right?”
Zander was getting annoyed.
“What the hell are you talking about? If I’ve done something to upset you I’m at a loss. Just pretend I’m stupid and tell me.”
Ember laughed.
“I heard your little phone call. You were setting up your next victim. You are going to try out all the girls and pick the best one. I know exactly what you mean.”
Zander rolled his eyes.
“Honey, this is silly. You have no idea what I meant. You are overreacting to nothing, I swear. Give me a chance to explain.”
“I’m done giving you chances,” Ember said.
She opened the door, slammed it behind her, and got on the elevator.
Zander did not follow her as she expected he would, which lent further credence to what she already knew. If the guy really wanted to plead his case it seemed to her he would have tried harder. But he just half-heartedly asked her to wait, although his confusion did seem real. What was it about guys who are caught in lies exposing what pigs they really are that they can all become Oscar winners?
Ember was done with all of it. She did not need this distraction from her real life and she damn sure wasn’t going bac
k to the auction anymore.
16
Zander
Zander scoops his eggs out of the frying pan and onto his plate. Then grabs his bowl of oatmeal off the counter and sits down with his breakfast. He digs in trying to forget about the fiasco with Ember and hope that she is finally calming herself down enough for him to talk to her. But he knows it’s going to take some time. He will just let her be for now.
But he can’t help thinking that he should have gone after her. Why did he just let her storm out without really explaining himself? But then again would she have listened? Would she have actually listened to him right then? It was unlikely. She had made up her mind that he was a dog and she wanted to convince herself that she was right. Zander did not consider himself the world expert on women by any means, but he had been around the block a few times. He had learned that women rarely want solutions when they are upset about something. As a man, he wanted to offer help to remedy a situation, even a situation that he may have inadvertently cause, but when she was running high on anger and confusion it was not the best time. He just needed to wait a bit to let her stew over it and calm down. Hopefully she would realize she was jumping to conclusions without getting the full story.
From what he could gather she’d woke up early and heard him on the phone. She heard him talking about the girls and trying things out and completely got the wrong message. It had taken him several times of reliving the phone call to understand exactly what he said that set her off. Now looking back, her could understand her view point.
He was talking to Harrison about possibly expanding the business model of Club Privaat. They had great women but they could get even better ones, especially with the kind of money that was already flowing into that place and the kind of money that could be generated. Harrison wasn’t really too keen on his idea of taking things to that level. It was going to be a problem. But he was hoping with talking some more sense into Harrison then they would reach an agreement, an understanding.
Gunner (The Bad Disciples MC Book 1) Page 24